Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 339: The old man’s plan

The weather in the capital in winter has always been cold and humid. It is gloomy and foggy all day long, with light rain and snow falling from time to time. It makes people feel that their mood is much depressed, as if their whole body is moldy.

However, the weather today is surprisingly good. The red sun jumped out of the horizon early in the morning, shining on this ancient and vibrant city. Bathed in this bright sunshine, even if the temperature is also very low, there is not much

Everyone was still wrapped in warmth, but their moods were as pleasant and sunny as today's weather.

There is an inconspicuous and quiet courtyard with gray walls and gray tiles on the west mountain. The courtyard has a four-in-one structure. In the small backyard, two old men are busy. After a closer look, it turns out that there is a quilt in a corner of the backyard paved with blue bricks.

A few ridges of small rectangular soil were opened, and some unknown flowers and plants and a few vegetables were planted on them. One of the two old men was bending over to loosen the soil with a small hoe, and the other was turning the soil and watering it.

Although the two old men are very young, their movements are very vigorous, and they don't have the senility and shambling look of other old men of the same age.

This scene seems very normal, it is nothing more than two old people raising flowers and grass, enjoying themselves in the countryside.

However, if you look far away at the fierce security guards, the polite staff wearing glasses, and the health nurses in white coats standing under the surrounding eaves, you can know the identities of these two old people.

It must be unusual.

Although this large group of people are standing under the surrounding eaves, their eyes are all focused on the figures of the two old people. Although the weather is sunny today, the temperature is still not high. The longer the two old people stay outside, the more likely they will be.

The more nervous I became, my heart was in my throat.

But perhaps it was because the old man had said hello, and even though he was worried, no one dared to step forward to stop him.

One of the men, who was in his thirties, looked a bit restless. He kept looking at the watch on his wrist. It felt like his days were like a year. The hands that usually moved very fast were now crawling like a tortoise and a snail. For a long time,

Not even a single step was moved, which made people anxious and wanted to reach out and move it.

Finally, after tens of thousands of anxious waitings, the pointer finally reached the predetermined position. The man couldn't help but show an expression of relief on his face. He walked forward quickly and spoke to the two old people who were busy talking.

He reminded softly: "Chief, the time has come..."

"Are you here? Arrived so soon? I said, Xiao Zeng, are you kidding me?" A short old man with gray hair on his temples stopped what he was doing and looked at him in disbelief.

He glanced at him, with a kind of majesty on his face, his eyes twinkling, as if he could see the person's soul, making his whole body tremble under this cold light.

This old man is none other than the leader who everyone respects, who brought order to things after many ups and downs, led reform and opening up, and led China into a new era.

A pressure followed the chief's gaze, but the man surnamed Zeng seemed to have been used to it. He bowed slightly and said with an unusually respectful smile: "Chief, I don't dare to spare you. The time is really up. An hour and a minute are no more."

.Dean Wu has explained that, Chief, you are in good health and have not yet fully recovered. You should not be too active. You should not spend too much time outdoors, not more than an hour..."

Xiao Zeng is the life secretary next to the chief. Since the chief officially retired from the central government, he has been by his side to take care of his life and work. He can be regarded as a close person. When the chief was in poor health a while ago, he also thought about it.

To release Xiao Zeng, after all, we can't delay the future of others, but Xiao Zeng has always been unwilling, so the chief let him go first, and planned to consider it after some time.

"Haha, Chief, no matter how much courage I give Xiao Zeng, he won't dare to coax you! Even if he does coax you, it's for your health. Xiao Han also said that your body still needs a good rest, but I want you to listen more.

Dean Wu's arrangement!" Another old man with a slender appearance and a thin figure laughed, his voice was very loud, and if you just relied on the voice, it would be difficult to associate him with an ancient old man.

The old man was Mr. Wang, who was about to retire to the second line. The weather was nice today, so the commander sent someone to fetch Mr. Wang. The two old comrades chatted, reminisced about the past, and stretched out their bodies together.

"Oh, time flies so fast! I haven't moved my body like this for a long time, and it feels so comfortable!" The disappointment in the chief's eyes flashed away, and he felt like he still had something to say, but he also put down the small hoe in his hand.

Someone immediately came up and took the hoe.

Mr. Wang also handed over the tools in his hands to others, walked over, and when he heard the chief's emotion, he couldn't help but said: "Isn't that true? We are all old at this moment, with old arms and legs. No wonder so many people are worried

Well, let’s not cause any trouble to them.” Mr. Wang glanced at the guards and other staff around him and said.

At this time, a staff member brought a coat and wanted to put it on the chief and Mr. Wang. The chief waved his hand and refused. He twisted his body casually and said with some emotion: "Xiaohan is really capable. Don't tell me.

I feel much better now than before. I used to feel uncomfortable just moving my body, but now I’ve been doing it for an hour and I still don’t feel anything at all!”

"How about I get you a cheap grandson?" Another old man said seemingly unwillingly, but there was obviously a kind smile in his eyes.

There were also people close to the two old men around, and they naturally knew that the Xiaohan they talked about was the one who rescued the chief from the brink of death when everyone was helpless. However, most of them had never seen it, and in their hearts

Everyone is full of curiosity about this person.

The chief and Mr. Wang walked into the main living room together while talking. The simple and slightly antique furnishings in the hall made people feel a heavy sense of history as soon as they entered.

A staff member came forward to make tea for the two old men, placed the teacups on the wooden table next to them, and then withdrew.

Mr. Wang drank tea slowly. The chief glanced at him and said, "I feel relieved to see you in a good mood!"

Mr. Wang glanced at the leader and said with a smile: "Are you afraid that I can't let go? Haha, we are all a lot older, and it's time to give way to those young people. After all, the world belongs to them, and it's time for us to think about Qingfu.

.If I hadn’t met Xiaohan, maybe I would have gone to see Marx a long time ago, and it would still be like it is now? I should be content.”

The leader didn't speak, he just picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea slowly. After a long time, he said: "Your decision this time is very sudden. Even I didn't expect you to have such great determination!"

Mr. Wang said: "Haha, in fact, I have long imagined that you will study with me, chief. But I used to be worried, fearing that my descendants would have no future, and would hesitate to look forward and backward. Now I have finally figured it out, we will have to leave sooner or later, we can't

Should you care about them for the rest of your life? Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, so let them go!"

"I feel relieved if you can think like this!" The chief smiled and said: "We are lucky. Over the years, many like-minded comrades have not been able to wait for the day of our victory. Alas, looking back on those years, all the young people

A confidant has a majestic head and a heroic figure. He imitates the ancients and forges an alliance with blood, and travels across thousands of mountains and rivers for his faith..."

As he spoke, the chief's eyes closed slightly, a look of nostalgia appeared on his face, and the calm words came out softly: "I am very happy to be able to see Hong Kong and Macau return to the motherland with my own eyes. If I can see it in my lifetime,

If the Taiwan issue is resolved, then there will be no regrets in this life." As he spoke, his slightly stooped body gradually straightened up, his face gradually became glossy, and his originally sallow complexion suddenly became rather rosy, as if

The dried blood in the body began to flow and boil again, and the whole person seemed to be alive again at this moment.

Mr. Wang's mood seemed to be as agitated as the chief's, and he smiled and said: "You can rest assured. Xiaohan said, if we two immortals can quit smoking and drinking, work less, and exercise more, we can live ten more years."

There is no problem at all, there is still a lot of good time waiting for us. I also plan to have time to walk around the places where we fought before and see..."

"Kill a game?" The chief took out a chess set, put it on the table, and asked Mr. Wang.

"Haha, despite your foresight and foresight, Chief, you may not be your opponent in chess!" Mr. Wang laughed.

The two people immediately opened up their formation, flying elephants and horses, moving their chariots and pawns...

"I heard that this time you pushed Xiaohan to the forefront again?" The leader held a chess piece in his hand, but did not put it down immediately. Instead, he glanced at Mr. Wang and said.

Mr. Wang smiled and said: "Haha, this brat is good at everything. He is calm and elegant, neither impatient nor impatient. His thoughts are subtle and far-reaching, and he is courageous and experienced in doing things. But he is too content with the status quo and lacks a bit of enterprising spirit. Not much.

He kept it and didn’t want to do anything, and I did it for his own good!”

The chief was stunned for a moment, and Leng Binghan's always calm expression suddenly appeared in his mind. Then he shook his head again, sank the car in his hand to the bottom of Mr. Wang's lair, and said: "Actually, next time

In chess, just like being a human being, you must take one move and look at three moves, or even five or ten moves. Only in this way can you prepare for a rainy day and seize the opportunity to strategize."

Mr. Wang frowned, and then the high cheekbones on his face moved, and suddenly the elephant flew up, and he said with a smile: "The chief is right, but time has not waited for me."

"I also know your difficulties, but -" the chief said with a hint of worry on his face, "I'm still a little worried, haste makes waste, Xiaohan has good talent, but after all, he is young and lacks social experience.

Would it be too much to put such a heavy burden on him all at once? Besides, after all, not many people know what he is capable of. I know that when you originally appointed him as the third generation successor, there was a lot of opposition from home and outside the family.

, this time they suppressed it forcefully, but it doesn’t mean that they don’t have ideas in their hearts. Have you left Xiaohan with a volcano that may erupt at any time? "

"It's not that I don't understand this." Mr. Wang sighed lightly, feeling a little heavy.

As the chief said, this time except Wang Peihua and Wang Peiyuan, almost everyone else, including Wang Peidao and Leng Yunyi, did not agree with letting a person with a foreign surname like Leng Binghan become the heir to such a huge power. Some even

In the future, should we change our name to the king type or the cold type?

This made Mr. Wang very disappointed. Could it be that this royal line is also born? After he came to power, complex interest groups were formed by various stakeholders. Without people, where would the royal line be? Didn't Jianguo see it?

How many factions were later lost in political struggles?

But thinking of Leng Binghan, Mr. Wang smiled again and said: "You don't understand Xiaohan's character. He is the kind of person who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. He is also the kind of person who has power and wealth like floating clouds. He just doesn't want to overthrow the ancients.

A hermit who became an official. Last time we tried to force him to submit, we used all our conspiracies. If we don't take advantage of this opportunity to promote Xiao Leng to the top, and want him to shoulder this burden, I'm afraid it will be worse than climbing to the sky.

Disaster."

"As for these hidden dangers..." Mr. Wang said with confidence: "I believe that with Xiaohan's ability, he will be able to deal with it. He can control a multinational group as big as Feiyuan with ease. I believe this is a good thing for him.

, it’s nothing. You haven’t seen Yuhui, who is now the least useful person in the family. He used to be unfavorable to Xiaohan, but now he is full of praise. Let him and Xiaohan go to military school for a few more years, and maybe they can be more successful. And

Those short-sighted people will understand my good intentions sooner or later.

The chief also nodded slightly, and then asked: "Have the arrangements been made for the school Xiaohan is going to attend?"

"We have contacted the National Defense University in the capital. Let him go after the Spring Festival to avoid long nights and dreams." Mr. Wang said with a slight smile.

"National Defense University?" The chief frowned and said, "The National Defense University recruits and trains either mid-level and senior military commanders or provincial-level leading cadres on the ground? Is it appropriate for Xiaohan to go?"

"Isn't Xiaohan also a major officer now? He can be considered a mid-level military personnel, so it shouldn't be a problem to go to the National Defense University, right?" Mr. Wang said with a confident look.

"Haha, no wonder you insisted on giving Xiaohan two levels up this time. Was this your wishful thinking? You are such an old fox!" The leader pointed at Mr. Wang and smiled.

"Shouldn't Xiaohan be promoted to two levels this time?" Mr. Wang muttered with some dissatisfaction: "This An Guofeng, no matter what, he kidnapped Xiaohan into the Seventh National Security Bureau, but why hasn't he given up for five or six years?

Xiaohan has been promoted, and I haven’t settled the score with him yet! Otherwise Xiaohan would have been a major long ago.”